Chapter 399 Liu Xiaoli: Tell me quickly, what's going on?

As the party ended, the night was already deep.

Jiang Jing led Yang Mi, Leng Ba, Nazha, and Tong Liya out of the restaurant. The evening breeze blew gently, dispelling some of the alcohol's effect, but it could not dispel the burning heat in each other's eyes.

"Brother Jiang Jing, where are we going next?" Leng Ba asked, clutching his arm, her voice soft and sweet.

Jiang Jing looked down at her, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Back to the hotel. The suite Pony Ma arranged is big enough and quiet enough."

Nazha chuckled from the side, her eyes darting around with a touch of mischief. "Is it big enough for us to quietly... have a chat?"

Yang Mi, walking on the other side, let out a soft snort upon hearing this, her tone teasing. "A chat? I think you're looking for a deep, in-depth exchange, aren't you?"

The women burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became lively.

Back at the hotel's penthouse suite, the moment the door closed, Jiang Jing was wrapped in several pairs of soft arms.

"Jiang Jing, it's been a while..." Tong Liya leaned against his chest, her voice soft, but her eyes hid a long-suppressed longing.

Nazha hugged him from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder. "We've saved up so many things we want to tell you."

Leng Ba and Yang Mi exchanged a glance, then tacitly moved closer on his left and right, their fingers gently tracing his chest.

Feeling the soft, fragrant bodies surrounding him, Jiang Jing took a deep breath and chuckled. "It seems... we won't be getting to sleep early tonight."

The time that followed was, naturally, filled with boundless spring scenery.

On the hotel room carpet, several dresses of different styles, yet all equally expensive, were scattered about.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance and a lingering scent.

Jiang Jing leaned against the large headboard, looking at the beautiful figures beside him, a satisfied smile hanging on his lips.

Yang Mi curled up beside him like a lazy cat, Leng Ba and Nazha leaned on his shoulders from left and right, and Tong Liya lay quietly on the other side.

The beauty of it all was truly something that could not be spoken of to outsiders.

"Mmm..." Yang Mi was the first to stir, her voice hoarse and alluring. "What time is it? I feel like my bones are about to fall apart."

Jiang Jing chuckled softly and reached out to stroke her thick, long hair. "It's still early. So, how about it, ladies? Are you satisfied?"

Leng Ba lifted her head, her large, watery eyes filled with a hint of reproach. "Bad guy... so unrestrained."

Nazha giggled from the side, adding, "That's not what Leng Ba was saying just now. It was clearly you who..."

"Ah! Don't say it!" Leng Ba blushed instantly and reached out to cover Nazha's mouth, the two women immediately breaking into playful laughter.

Tong Liya watched them, smiled gently, and looked at Jiang Jing. "Do you have any plans?"

Jiang Jing put an arm around her shoulder. "We'll see. By the way, do you have any urgent plans for the next few days?"

Yang Mi blinked. "What? Is Boss Jiang going to arrange work for us again?"

"It's not work." Jiang Jing shook his head. "I want to take you all somewhere."

"I have a manor in Rong City. The environment is quite nice, and Li Xue and the others are there too. I want you all to meet."

As soon as he said this, the previously playful atmosphere paused slightly.

Yang Mi, Leng Ba, Nazha, and Tong Liya exchanged glances.

Going to Jiang Jing's home base to meet the other sisters was a complicated feeling.

There was nervousness, curiosity, and a hint of an indescribable desire to compete.

Yang Mi curled her lips into a smile. "Is this you taking us home to meet the other sisters?"

Leng Ba also sat up straight, tidied her slightly messy hair, and feigned composure. "Fine, let's go then."

Nazha and Tong Liya also nodded, indicating they had no objections.

They knew in their hearts that since they had chosen Jiang Jing, they would have to face this step sooner or later.

"We're free. We can definitely squeeze out a day or two of free time." Yang Mi answered on behalf of the group.

"Alright then. I'll have the plane prepared, and we'll leave tomorrow." Jiang Jing smiled with satisfaction.

Meanwhile, at Liu Yifei's home.

Just as Liu Yifei opened the door and hadn't even changed her shoes, her mother, Liu Xiaoli, rushed over like a gust of wind, her face full of impatience.

"Xixi! You're back? How was it, how was it? Did you see Jiang Jing? What is he like? Is he as handsome as he is on TV? Did you talk? How was the feeling? Did you schedule the next meeting..."

The flames of gossip were burning fiercely.

A barrage of questions like machine-gun fire made Liu Yifei feel a bit dizzy.

She sighed helplessly, bent down to change her shoes, and said, "Mom, I haven't even changed my shoes yet. Why are you more excited than I am?"

Liu Xiaoli put her hands on her hips, righteous and confident. "How can I not be excited? I'm concerned about your lifelong happiness. If I don't worry about it, you'll never get married!"

"With your slow and steady temperament, such a good catch is going to be hooked by someone else, and you won't even have time to cry then!"

Liu Yifei changed into her soft house slippers and flopped comfortably onto the soft sofa in the living room, feeling all her bones relax.

Hearing her mother's words, she couldn't help but roll her eyes slightly. "You're exaggerating too much. How old am I? How could I not get married?"

Liu Xiaoli sat down next to her and leaned in, pressing for an answer. "Don't change the subject. How was it, really?"

"Tell Mommy quickly."

Liu Yifei looked at the ceiling, the scene of meeting Jiang Jing tonight appearing in her mind, along with his witty and charming demeanor during the dinner party later. A faint smile appeared on her lips unconsciously.

She adjusted her posture and recounted the situation of meeting at the event, their interactions, and the group dinner.

Although her tone was as calm as possible, her recognition and appreciation for Jiang Jing were impossible to hide.

"...He is indeed very special. He isn't arrogant like some wealthy people. He speaks very interestingly, has broad knowledge, and chatting with him is very comfortable," Liu Yifei concluded, her eyes drifting a bit.

Liu Xiaoli looked at her daughter's bashful expression and clapped her hands, saying very happily:

"That's right! It's settled, it's settled! Since you both like each other and the feeling is so good, what are you waiting for!"

She became more and more excited as she spoke. "Tomorrow, you should invite him over to the house. Mommy will cook personally and make you some of my specialty medicinal meals to nourish your bodies!"

"And by the way, I'll create some space for just the two of you to properly cultivate your relationship!"

Liu Yifei looked speechlessly at her mother, who was more invested in this than she was, and covered her forehead.

"Mom! We just met, and the interaction was just okay. How could it develop so quickly? Your pace is too fast!"

"What do you mean too fast? What do you know!" Liu Xiaoli disagreed.

"In this society, efficiency is what matters. Look at those women around Jiang Jing—Yang Mi, Leng Ba... none of them are easy to deal with."

"If you don't hurry up and work hard to secure the relationship, preferably by sealing the deal, how can you be secure?"

Hearing the words "sealing the deal," Liu Yifei's cheeks instantly flushed red.